Sorry people....I kept to my blanket for this long. I was not sick or preoccupied. I ran out of fuel and the drive to keep writing here. Partly because I have few readers and I don't like my efforts going down the drain. It's wrong to expect my writings hog the limelight... but words are costly things. They need their oxygen to survive.
Internet is very humbling. In the end, I would have a great degree.. a cool gf ( I hope).. smart cash..still I would be a nobody. An entity, few would be aware of, a personality who would seldom be read and much more poorly heard. Recently I was going through the blog of one of the super-famous Bollywood actor and I was taken aback. Even if he sneezes, he gets a 1000 electronic hankies to wipe his nose. I don't think most of us are less special than he is. Most of us have excelled in the fields we charted for ourselves, we have time for our loved ones ( at least we try to make up for it in our own ways!!) ..we have had our place in the sun. The glory and shimmer have embraced us too..though those moments were way too short. I don't know whether anonymity or being commonplace is a curse..but being on top and in spotlight is a recipe for future disaster. Every sun sets at the end of the day. My skills might not blossom as they would have under the warmth of several onlookers. May be they would die in the lack of appreciation. But I won't be a fallen hero. I would be like a soldier who fought well, even won the war but the king walked away with the glory ( only to earn infamy in future!!!). I would have to pay the price of anonymity but when stakes are high, gambling is much more fun. The roulette of fate rolls on. The winners and the famous near bankruptcy and in one stroke all their cash is gone.
Anyways, I would return back and join the stream again.
Abhiket is in pune. And I am wafting in the breeze thinking about the sunny days lying ahead. There are places to go.. we would be earning precious moments. The trunk of memory would collect some really cool Kodak anecdotes. The only pickle in the whole menu is that Abhiket has left his handy-cam in his house itself. Surely there's no escape from Murphy's law!!
Exams are over. Time is lying junk and rotting. I have no idea how I am gonna utilize//fritter the days.
That is the thing with exams. It is such a grind to run into them and come out smiling. But once they are over, the mind is so used to the struggle that the after-days seem very drab and event-less!!!
Why is it so silent after the storm is over?
2 comments:
Hello sailor!!!!!..... i didn't came to pune use the internet service.....common boy...there is hell lots out there waiting for us......only planning won't do...so get up........
moreover.....rome was not built up in a day......you need your own time to get famous....unless you are born with a silver spoon in your mouth(which i think.....you haven't)so don't get upset....even if there is no body to read......you would always find me somewhere in the comment list......so stop getting annoyed and continue the good work.......now get up unless i kick you........
Shut up :D..at times we try to overlook the things we have and long for somethin else.
Okay, we ain't got a huge fan-following.. but writing just because others would comment isn't the sole reason either. :O
Would look forward to your new post. Spruce yourself up blogger :P
PS: Read my blog and I'll read yours. lol ;)
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